From a child's eyes
They're clouds that sometimes
Because we're children of Earth
Each of us lost inside their war that
Sometimes you win sometimes you lose but
The beauty of a morning
When it drifts into the sky
To look for some wind
Because we're children of Earth
Each of us lost inside their war that
Sometimes you win sometimes you lose but
I'm the tree by your house when you were a kid
The tree with the initials of every kid
I'm the one who releases oxygen on this planet
Free, planted on Earth inside a pinewood
I've been burned, cut and transformed
Dressed up for Christmas in the public garden
I'm a piece of Amazonia along the highway
Because we're children of Earth
Each of us lost inside their war that
Sometimes you win sometimes you lose but
It's a story that goes on
We're trees the wind will brush
To remind us of freedom